Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4060: Easily Resolved



Good!

Seeing this scene, the remaining four all cheered in their hearts. In any case, they were all competitors among themselves, and now, there were two of them that would be eliminated all at once. Furthermore, one of them was a freak like Ling Han. This was really too good.

Ling Han's killing intent was completely ignited. He looked at the four people again, his eyes cold.

"Haha, don't look at others with such a fierce gaze."

"Killing each other is strictly forbidden here. You have already broken the rules, and the result is... death!"

"What a pity, such a prodigy!"

The four of them shook their heads, pretending to feel pity.

Xiu, a figure flew over. It was Wan He.

"What's going on?" His eyes swept over Huai Rong, who was lying on the ground, and he frowned.

The four of them hurriedly began to talk at once. They did not distort the truth. There was absolutely no need for that. There was only one thing that was important, and that was Ling Han had killed Huai Rong.

"Ding Yi, were you the one who killed Huai Rong?" Wan He looked at Ling Han with a baleful expression.

"That's right." Ling Han nodded, "I will kill whoever wants to kill me."

That was the only explanation.

"Humph, have you forgotten that I told you that it is strictly forbidden to kill each other here?" Wan He said in disappointment, "Since you have broken the rules, don't blame me!" He raised his hand, about to execute the rules, and kill Ling Han.

"Little Yi, what are you doing?" Fu Tianyi's voice rang out, and a figure appeared, his white hair fluttering.

When Wan He saw this, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings, Lord Fu!"

Fu Tianyi was a Sect Master, and was a major tier higher than him. In the cultivation world, if there was a gap of a level between cultivation levels, that was an insurmountable gulf.

Even if this was only a manifestation of Fu Tianyi's spirit.

"Hoho, I am here, so what need is there for you to enforce the rules?" Fu Tianyi stated calmly, "I am completely capable of moving, and stopping their battle. Why would I not?"

'F*ck! He's blatantly shielding him!'

When the four seeds saw this, they all had sense of foreboding.

"But-"Wan He wanted to argue.

"There are no buts." Fu Tianyi immediately stopped him, "Inside the Divine Palace, it is indeed forbidden to kill each other, but that is to protect those with lower cultivation level. If that was not the case, what would be called a contest?"

"However, if someone with a higher cultivation level can't defeat someone with a lower cultivation level, what right does he have to live?"

"So, this Huai Rong sought his own death."

Yi, there was such an explanation?

Wan He's mouth gaped open. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say anything.

You're awesome, so whatever you say.

"Go on, rest well." Meanwhile, Fu Tianyi waved a hand at Ling Han.

Ling Han bowed respectfully to Fu Tianyi, then left.

Looking at Ling Han's disappearing back, everyone was extremely speechless.

After killing a seed, he could still leave without a second thought. This was the first time.

Meanwhile, Fu Tianyi was stroking his white beard, his face full of smiles.

This seed was really too much to his liking. He was resolute and decisive, and was also inconceivably strong. The chances of him becoming a Saint was as high as 99%. In fact, he even had a chance of breaking through to Emperor Tier!

-If he knew that this seed was Ling Han, whom the Battle God Palace was determined to get rid of, how would he feel?

He had barged into the Battle God Palace and killed a seed?

Haha, they would definitely be laughed to death.

Ling Han returned to his residence. His main consciousness immediately began to fully take over. However, that sliver of divine sense was naturally unwilling to die, and began a counterattack.

As expected, the gap was too wide.

This was only a sliver of divine sense, so how could it possibly rival the main consciousness?

The battle only continued for a few seconds, and Ling Han's main consciousness returned to him.

"Now, I can be considered to have gotten over the issue of identity," Ling Han mumbled to himself. "The inheritance of the Blood Tower is too strange, and seriously affects one's temperament. Even if it is only a month, this sliver of divine sense that I have split out has become incredibly bloodthirsty. If it was a little longer, it is really possible that it would grow to the extent that it can contend with the main consciousness."

"This is playing with fire and self-immolating. It's too dangerous."

"Now all I have to do is wait for a chance so I can leave."

"Previously, I heard from Wan He that the seeds still have to go out on missions, which gives me a chance to escape."

Ling Han focused his attention on his own wrist. There had once been a mark on it, and it was like a lighthouse in the darkness, guiding the Transfer Formation of the Battle God Palace. Thus, he had to erase this mark. Otherwise, no matter how far he ran, he would still be easily

captured and brought back.

"Yi, this is a one-use item!"

After Ling Han examined it for a while, he came to a conclusion.

"That's true. After coming here, if you don't die, you'll become a seed. And if the seed hadn't been successfully brainwashed, why would he be sent out on a mission? Thus, there's no need

for this mark."

"Of course, it's also possible that he will be stamped with another mark when they leave."

"I can only take things one step at a time."

Ling Han cultivated diligently. He was a seed, which was equivalent to having status as a Dao Child. Thus, he did not lack cultivation resources at all.

Though the Battle God Palace was a force that hid in the shadows and could not see the light

of day at all, in terms of wealth, this force was really extremely wealthy. After all, killing people was a very profitable job.

Ling Han was also the most favoured seed, so an endless stream of natural treasures was sent

to Ling Han for him to cultivate.

This was really not too bad.

Even Ling Han felt an urge to stay here forever and cultivate until he became a Saint before leaving. The Battle God Palace was indeed rich and imposing.

In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.

"Come with me," Fu Tianyi appeared, and said to Ling Han.

Ling Han didn't ask any questions, and simply followed after him.

They arrived at an empty space, and saw that there was actually another Fu Tianyi seated

there.

Ling Han didn't find this strange. He knew that the seated Fu Tianyi was the real one, and the one who had come to call him should only be a spiritual body.

One after another, more and more Fu Tianyi appeared. They all had a seed with them, including Zhu Yan and Chen Bing.

"Today, I will bring everyone to carry out a mission," Fu Tianyi said, "Hehe, don't think that

this is a game. Everyone will be assigned a target according to their abilities, and it is guaranteed that the difficulty level would be about the same."

"Those who fail the mission will be executed! The last person to complete the mission will be

executed!"

"Understood?"

This was brutal!

Everyone was expressionless, and merely nodded solemnly.

After such a long time, the seeds of slaughter had been planted in everyone's hearts, and their personalities had long since been twisted.

Ling Han naturally remained calm and collected. His heart was filled with anticipation. He

could finally leave.

Fu Tianyi tore a rip into space. He was a Sect Master elite, and had already gained preliminary

grasp of the ability to tear a rip into space and teleport.

"Let's go!" Everyone walked in, one after another. Fu Tianyi was the last to walk in. With a curl of his

large hand, he brought everyone through the Void.

He was much weaker than the Nine Mountains Venerate. He would often be affected by the chaotic flow of space, but in the end, they would still arrive safely.

Fu Tianyi tore open space again, and everyone had already appeared on a different planet.